I wish,
I could cry it all out
let the tears roll
Ironical as it seems
I felt everything ,
The sadness in the eyes.
The happiness in the smile.
The affection of the arms.
Everything.
Yet I have nothing
The sadness in my eyes
nor fear.
The happiness in my smile
nor disgust.
The affection of the arms
nor anger.
Nothing.
Like sponge,
Easy to slice and slash
and simply burn to ash
And I know
it is I
barely alive
Numb.
May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 10:43 AM UTC
I wish,
I could cry it all out
let the tears roll
Ironical as it seems
I felt everything ,
The sadness in the eyes.
The happiness in the smile.
The affection of the arms.
Everything.
Yet I have nothing
The sadness in my eyes
nor fear.
The happiness in my smile
nor disgust.
The affection of the arms
nor anger.
Nothing.
Like sponge,
Easy to slice and slash
and simply burn to ash
And I know
it is I
barely alive
Numb.